Maya Jacobs is Felicia Hardy (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} crossyourpath) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} wariscoming, |
"The fine comforts of you?" Felicia was pretty sure that was what she had spent the previous night doing but she wasn't going to deny it was nice waking up next to him even if a bed would be preferable. Especially her bed. It was fancy and had Egyptian Cotton and was generally amazing. Not to mention whatever coffee Tony brought her would be greatly inferior to her coffee. Oh her amazing amazing coffee.
"So your plan actually involved sealing an amazing contract, getting me stupidly, stupidly drunk and waking up with me on the floor of your office." She remembered flashes of the past few hours. Discussions of boardrooms and the things one could do in boardrooms when one owned the company. She swore, if her bra was on the projector she might actually hit him. Hangover and all. "That said" she added, "If my boss truly feels he needs me to hang around for another while, I really shouldn't argue. Model employee that I am."
He was avoiding, and she knew he was avoiding. But just this once she was going to let him. She was gonna lie there for a few more minutes and then consider if coffee should be a thing.
"I'm an amazing business woman. And since I basically did funding for everything ever to do with the Hardy Foundation you are very very lucky to have me. I could be being headhunted by most of the tech firms in the top 100 right now but no, I stay here. Someone said the job came with perks."
Not that she would admit it but her clevage did tend to play a big part in her negotiations. The logic of course, if you had it, flaunt it. And she did so enjoy flaunting it.